Bad habits are forming, coming up again in me.

Making me want to do things I know I shouldn't.

Making me dream about people I know are off limits.

Thoughts racing through my mind of things that you only do behind closed doors.

People are trying to help me, they just making it worst. It feels like a curse.

I'm addicted to falling in love; I love the voice, what he says that makes me so moist.

I want to stop but I keep picturing them on top, of me doing all those things I feel I need.

I like it when you drink with someone till you feel as if you’re floating in the air.

Nothing matters to you, you both don’t care.

You both end up on your knees, wanting more and saying yes please.

I like the thought of someone may be watching a long side.

The, you know this is not right but it feels so good inside moments.

My mind is full of bad habits and my body is screaming inside to let me have it at least a little bit.

I’ve moved on from all of that and I mean it, but it’s slowly coming back.